At least you didn't tie me to the futon. Still I could not move, every time I shifted my body even a little bit I felt the sudden need to throw up, my head spun. There was a thin sheet over me, I felt the need to scratch my skin. The sheet was not silk, like how I am use to, it just felt like some ordinary thin cloth over my body. It was so hot. I felt like I was in the middle of a fire, my whole body burning. I opened my eyes, I realized I was in a room. The walls were all wood, a plain wood nothing was hung up. There were long wooden planks bolted at the corners. Light was seeping through the windows, I looked away the light hurting my eyes.

I closed my eyes to steady my breathing, it didn't work. I did a mental check on my body. My arms, legs, feet were there. So you didn't cut off any body parts, I wriggled my fingers. Yup, still there. Slowly, little by little I moved my arm towards my body to check and make sure I was still wearing clothing. I wasn't. I touch my stomach and felt bare skin, slowly I ran my finger up my stomach and up to my chest, I sighed in relif when I felt the familiar cloth binding that held my breasts. I ran my hand back down to my stomach, and towards my most private area, I felt sick in my stomach when I felt a garment there covering me. It didn't feel familiar, I wasn't smooth and silky, it was rough more like the sheet that was covering my body.

I opened my eyes and glared at the ceiling, I rested my hand on top of my thigh. My skin was hot and sticky. I ran my hand over the foreign garment, not knowing what I'll find. Maybe blood. Pain. Torn flesh. Really I didn't know what I'll find. You have changed my undergarment with something new. I wonder, did you put yourself in side me? If you did why did you bother to put on another pair.

"I didn't rape you."

I swung my head around, looking for you, searching. My eyes weren't seeing clearly, everything was blurry. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't see you. I inched away from where I had heard your voice, well I tried to but failed miserably, I felt so weak and helpless. I heard you somewhere, taking a step.

"Your clothes are beside the bed."

I flinched at your voice. Where were you and how close. I opened my eyes a little, next to the bed was a plain kimono, it was a light orange and yellow color with a checkered pattern. I could hear you taking steps, coming closer towards me. I tried to curl up in a ball and hide underneath the rough sheet, and pretend that this wasn't happening. But I couldn't move, my limbs felt so heavy and all I did was clench my eyes shut and move my head away trying to hide my face. This was a bad place and I know that, I didn't know how I'd got there, and I didn't know what you did to me.

Then suddenly I did not hear the creaking of floor boards coming, I wait a few minutes and nothing happened. Slowly I opened my eyes thinking you have left, my breath caught in my throat when I saw a pair of red hakama's. You didn't leave, no you were standing right in front of me. I don't know why, but I expected you to be someone else. I didn't want it to be the same attractive face I had seen so at the garden. But you were there, just you and no one else: the golden eyes, silver hair, and the tiny scar. Only this time I didn't find you looking beautiful, just evil.

Your face was black, those golden eyes seemed cold. Your lips thin. I gripped the sheet and pulled it up towards my face so only my eyes weren't covered. I ignored the screaming of my aching muscles as I moved. You just stood there watching me, waiting me to speak, waiting for the questions. I didn't speak, I was too afraid. When did not speak, you answer anyways

"I brought you here," you said slowly. "You feel sick because of the effects of the poision. You'll feel fucked up for a while… shallow breathing, nausea, hallucinations…"

Your face was shifting shapes as you spoke, I closed my eyes. I saw bright and colorful stars, all spinning, I looked they were dancing. I could hear you shuffling toward me, getting closer. I tried my voice. "Why?" I croaked.

"I had to take you."

The futon creaked, as you sat down. I dragged myself away, trying to escape you. I tried pushing my legs to the floor but they still wouldn't go. The world seemed to turn away from my, I felt like I was falling. My chest was too tight for crying.

"Where am I?"

You shifted in your seat, I heard you take in a breath then sigh it out. You gently layed your hand on my leg, my body felt to weak to flinch away.

"You're here," you said. "You're safe."

Then I blacked out.


A/N: Hope you liked it!